Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you.
Harold Bloom
Ngày nhộn nhịp về trên khu phố,
Có cô em tung tăng, đôi môi cười hoa thắm.
Và mặt trời của miền nhiệt đới
Trên vai em, buông chân cho anh mơ mộng.
Anh muốn được cùng em, về miền biển vắng.
I've got this special kind of something, mmm
Somebody said that I wouldn't make it big
Somebody said I would be the kid
To go all the way, to go all the way
My daddy said, "Learn and you will go far
Well, me and me hen was a-roostin' high last night on the roostin' pole
When I got up this mornin' Lord, my roostin' pole was cold
This hen told me that she was mine last night when the feathers flew
But she must have flew the coup with another **** a doodle doo.
Have you seen my chicken, have you seen my chicken?
Listen, I got you phobic offa this like arachnids
Drastic, it ain't plastic, it's just pro blackness
Grown man tactics no pediatrics
The kind of track that make the comeback miraculous
The catalyst. Thought with the knack of splashin'
I'm dashin', I mastered the craft of mashin'
You lie awake at night
With blue eyes that never cry
All you remember now
Is what you feel
The truth remains
These hands aren't the hands of a gentleman these hands are calloused and old
These hands raised a family these hands built a home
Now these hands raised to praise the Lord
These hands won the heart of my loved one and with hers they were never alone
If these hands filled their task then what more could you ask
She tells him she thinks she needs to be free
He tells her he doesn't understand
She takes his hand
She tells him nothing's working out the way they planned
She's so many women
Six lanes tail lights
Red ants marchin' into the night
They disappear to the left and right again
Another supper
From a sack
A ninety nine cent heart attack
Sau cơn mưa đêm vừa qua, giật mình chợt nhìn mưa khóc òa
Sau đêm qua em nhận ra, tình mình ngày nào giờ đây đã khác
Kỷ niệm đã phai nhòa, dẫu có cũng sẽ phôi pha một ngày mãi xa, mãi xa
Rằng tình ta tan vỡ, ngậm ngùi nhìn lá thư vừa lỡ
Một mình em với những ngậm ngùi không ai quen gần gũi
You said you never could hurt me
If I believed it man was I ever dumb
You sing the words very sweetly,
but girl you're as cold as the town you're from
